Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World

Asmodeus lay quietly, his eyes narrowed at the ceiling, Yuina cuddled his left side, and Yumiko his right. Their bodies were hot, perhaps because of their pregnancy or simply because they were still in the throes of passion from just a moment earlier.

He breathed out, feeling Yuina's hand trace lazy circles on his chest with a soft smile.

"Thank you for coming here tonight, Dear Husband."

"I can't resist your charm," Asmodeus admitted.

"That makes me delighted," Yuina giggled, tilting her head to rest against his chest.

However, the woman beside him let out a gentle cough before poking his cheek. "You seduced my cute sister so easily, you perverted man. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

Asmodeus smirked and brought her close enough so that he could whisper into her ears.

"No, I don't."

"Hah?" Yumiko's mouth dropped open, and Asmodeus laughed before kissing her lips softly.

"Mmmmn, I won't forgive you…" Yumiko murmured, even as she grabbed at his chest for balance and leaned up to meet his kiss again. "Aah… nn… nhaa… don't try to bribe me."

It was strange, Asmodeus mused, that he had already been with both sisters in the same room multiple times, but kissing one of them, while the other became jealous, still gave him this much of a thrill.

After all, it wasn't every day one would find themselves becoming involved with twin foxkin, their fluffy tails flicking his body in jealousy and anger, sometimes nibbling his neck and chest, their little fangs creating a ticklish sensation.

"You really are shameless, Dear Husband." Yuina sighed and shook her head slightly.

He shrugged lazily, though he wasn't about to tell her that this time around he had been very aware of what he had been doing by letting out his lust. Asmodeus just enjoyed the warmth and unique taste of each girl's mouth.

"I will meet Alan tomorrow, he seems to be struggling in the north."

"Oh?" Yumiko raised her brow, and Yuina shifted so she could see him more clearly as well. "What do you mean, darling?"

"It appears that final battle with that thing is approaching." Asmodeus' lip curled into a sneer at the memory of what happened in the elven forest, and his hands gripped both women tighter than before.

"Are you nervous?" Yuina murmured softly. She tilted her head to press against his side while continuing to trace little circles across his abdomen.

"No." He answered simply.

"Can you win?" Yumiko asked sceptically as she flicked at his skin, her expression doubtful.

"I…"

A silence filled the room, the distance sound of wind beating against the palace walls, but neither fox looked like they would let the conversation slide with just that.

Asmodeus released a deep breath.

"I—I don't know."

He expected surprise or horror at his answer, but Yuina smiled up at him softly and reached for his face. Her fingers trailed through his hair, gently tugging out some knots before tracing over the corner of his eye towards the back of his neck.

Yumiko also gently caressed his cheeks, her eyes sparkling with concern.

"What matters most, Dear Husband, is not victory or defeat," she murmured after a long pause.

Yumiko leaned close until her nose brushed against his chest. "Yuina is right, as long as you don't get hurt."

Yuina chuckled, flicked her gaze to her sister, as they huddled closer, their swollen stomachs gently touching his stomach, as he wrapped both of them tightly in his secure grip.

His lips met theirs several more times as they washed away his dark feelings of doubt. Asmodeus smiled grimly—his eyes clouding over with dark thoughts, and he leaned down and kissed each woman on top of the head.

"I believe in you, Husband."

"Me too, Asmodeus."

Their beautiful eyes stirred his chest, their feelings of confidence and comfort made it all the easier for him to do his best. He pulled them both closer in an embrace, their warm bodies pushing into his, almost causing another reaction to spring forth.

He sighed contentedly and hugged them tighter.

They didn't speak another word—they didn't need to.

It was enough, and although Asmodeus hadn't realised it initially, this had been precisely what he needed to push aside his doubts and worries.

'I just wanted someone to believe in me. Am I a kid?'

"But it really gave me a sense of freedom and power… thank you both."

When the morning came, Asmodeus left quietly from his sleeping wives, careful not to wake either, since both were still tired after the late night.

The hallway was bright and clear despite being quite chilly. His shoes tapped loudly across the stone floor, the echo bouncing off the smooth walls.

He first went to the empresses' office and took care of any menial work she needed to finish.

Thanks to the constant training with Alice, Velvet and the two princesses, he understood the terms and details in her documents, even though he hated studying this kind of thing.

'They've helped me so much.'

Be it Yuina and Yumiko offering him their trust and support, Erika giving him the confidence and courage with her intense love, Ciela and the others constantly holding him when he fell or stumbled.

[And the beautiful and amazing goddess Serena~ Ehehe]

"Serena… are you doing well?"

[Mmm~ I am happy, but who would think a goddess could get morning sickness?!]

"Pfft."

It was hard for him to contain his laughter, but then again, it would not be right for him to mock her like that considering how often she woke up puking after a night of sex. Though in Serena's case, she sounded happy despite that.

Asmodeus stood on the castle walls, the morning sunlight hitting the side of his face as a gust of cool air blew through his hair.

"Alan I'm coming!" He called out, smiling faintly as his raven wings unfurled into a beautiful display behind him, stretching wide and then closing to his back as he breathed in.

'Today is a good day, for once.'

He was ready to battle against that damn abomination, with the support of his wives, and a sense of purpose. He took off into the air, leaving a trail of dark, glittering light behind him as he did.

'It'll be tough, but we can beat her!'

As he flew higher and higher towards the sun, he changed direction towards Grigor.

A few hours later, he arrived in Grigor.

Just past midday, the castle seemed to be lively. Many of the knights greeted him with stern bows and salutes, while the maids blushed when he smiled at them.

He stepped through the halls, a servant guiding him down into one of the meeting rooms, and he thanked her quickly before entering the room.

The king sat at a magnificent desk with a bright smile on his lips. "You cheeky boy! Where did you go?" His laughter boomed and caused the doors to rattle a little.

"Around—" Asmodeus shrugged and sauntered over to a chair to sit. He relaxed into the soft cushions, enjoying the quiet comfortableness of the room. "I wanted to see my lovely empress and saintess."

"Ah? You're always on the move," the king teased.

"I don't want to stay inside these walls forever, though," Asmodeus replied with a laugh.

"Heh, me either, but I was going to beat you at first. That was—until those girls told me what you've done for them and how happy they are."

King Avandar Grigor gazed at Asmodeus, different from their first meeting or the past.

He looked at Asmodeus like his equal, or maybe superior? Enjoy more content from My Virtual Library Empire

"Do you intend to marry all the Grigor family women?" Avandar said this once in the past as a joking threat, but this time there was no edge to it.

"I will conquer the north, take it as my territory and become the Demon Emperor and marry them all." Asmodeus didn't know why he spoke like this, or maybe deep down he knew, but this king and himself had something similar.

"Hahahaha! Good answer, I wouldn't have expected any less from you! If you didn't tell me the truth or settled for less, I would beat you and stop you from marrying them!"

The king stopped for a moment, his lips set in a severe frown.

"Forgive me for asking so much, when I summoned you and your friends, we should have been honest and not acted so heartlessly."

Asmodeus understood what the king meant. Back then, he was immature and insecure; the death of his parents made him paranoid.

"I forgive you." Asmodeus didn't want to say more than that, and thankfully King Avandar understood it best not to speak any further of the subject.

"At least, look after any future travellers with respect. Let them know how weak they are from the start, so their egos don't become too inflated."

"Yes, I understand." The king nodded his head in agreement, his voice solemn and filled with gratitude to Asmodeus. "What will you do next?"

"I will visit Alan, and help protect Grigor because it is now my home"

The king's eyes widened and clenched his fist, a strange emotion seeming to grip his body.

"That means a lot. It makes me honoured that someone like you would call Grigor was their home."

Asmodeus smiled, a faint smile as he could now understand the subtle emotions of King Avandar, things he never understood a year ago… no longer a boy swinging his axe.

"And once I protect it. You should give Alan a break!"

Asmodeus stood up abruptly, his cape rustling and making a snapping noise with its movement. The light coming from the window reflected off his blue eyes, giving them a slightly menacing yet gentle glow as he strode to the door.

"Father-in-law. I won't let any harm come to the women or kingdom we both adore."

Upon leaving, Asmodeus nodded, his lips curling into a natural smile. No longer burdened by the feelings in his chest, he gazed to the north.

'Let's go see my old friend.'